Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

You better recognize what. snatchh your fuckin' head your neck. word
Up it's the cold sin. strickly murder. legion of doom 94. word 'em
Up this is how we do that shit. techs to your record son. shit. fuck
Shit. word 'em up that how always been.

50
Yo check it, I feel the vibe shanet
Collaborate on niggas brains and bend you ass like a
My sentense is danger
I black out like joe ripken niggas hittin' the floor like the
The authorist transmits for no repent
And the plan the pentagon inelligents
So listen like musical chairs
The l.o.d. is deep then the niggas under the
I crack million dollar script like an
And execute like the chair when I death
I got the creepiest slang in galaxy
And wreck the so mysteriously
Coming the funk from beneath I creep straight for juggelars
And rap caps for all you motherfuckers
Walk the bloody streets with 19 shots in the
Niggas be scared to face 50 grand like
The shit I produce is like gin and juice it blend
Scenes from toni you'll never breath again
I rhyme without to reason, niggas is guilty of treason
Who's to but the legion to the doom

With punk niggas we got so
(l.o.d. to take it to the streets)
On the mic we definatly got so
(l.o.d. to take it to the streets)

Ron
Roy jay go the wickedest magestic flow
From a homicidal clique, yo e make psycopathic mix
I hits for the hecks or the shit that causes conflict in the
Beeotch my set on fire to touch venus
My soul seeks the universe I'm sleepin'
I'm creepin' makin' myself with the chronic
Electronic million dollar man the mic
So you can feel it in nerves when I blast off into the suburbs
like ? with electrofying words
I freak to them suicidal tracks backs
Niggas scarred fakin' heart atttacks
Oooh I'm comin' through the crowd
want static yo I got the gun pazoow, wizoow, word up

50
I got the slaughter for your brains you insain
Fuck shit

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murray:
The moderation incobation of my
Is instantaniously my vocabulation accumulation
Trust me as I bust thee, lyrical shit from keith murray
If I had 24 hours to live and one
I wouldn't wish for no damn
I'd start going wild like larry
The funk speach vigalante the l.o.d.
Gets freakly and freaky fluently
And deep as greek on level z
six million ways to die
And eight million stories in the naked city and all them are lies
So I my wittiest ironist hidious
bloodiest flow decitious
Comin' from out this orbit space 9's wiggle my shit
Meltin' crew down like synthetic
Come half steppin' fession' through a
And get the midsection of your drain
With mad man expression, no and no second guessin'

Yo 40 dreams and for witches. yeah that's what we got for them
Niggas. yo get on it get off it. l.o.d. we won't forfit.
A-yo check it out. l.o.d. is the man. a-yo put your money where your
Mouth is at nigga yeah. I have you rockin' dazie and reebok pumps
yeah, yeah. l.o.d. style for 94 yeah and it's on